My World

Higher than a motherfucker
Better never been on other rhyme
In the gutter got them saying she the other color
Me and your man, secret agents, we under covers
My team on the scene, stay clean on these other brothers
Talk shit get his nut fucking nutter butter
Iggy Pop, I’m gone bitch, burn rubber
Bottles over here, more till I die
Sparkle every bottle, see the glare in my eye
Turned over here, it’s the 4th of July
White, Black, Asian, Latin Hoes, Middle Eastern
It’s time to show, we run this shit, gotta let them know
Cotton candy, laced in gold
Stack that money, sushi roll
Bottles up, feeling throw’d
V.I.P it, overload
My world